Beadle's Dime Novels No. 37: Godbold, the Spy — page 90: what you’re looking at

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ge GIDEON GODBOLD. handsome features of an Italian, and was by birth a Genoese. The gay and sportive wit, for which he-was so famous, was now wholly in repose. It was André, laden with his mission to Arnold, and his mind was heavy with the darkness of pie- sentiments, After many hours of silence, his sternness relaxed, anc some thought had occurred to his troubled mind that ind aced a smile—it was the recollection of the divine beauty and unsophisticated devotion of Alice Faith. Then again his mind recurred to the painful subject from which it had emerged, as he feared her gentle reproaches for this ignoble act toward her country. But he dispelled these apprehensions as soon as they appeared, as he conjured up the recollection of that divine evening, when the deep voice of Alice vowed to him unalterable love—those sounds still lived in his heart, which now burnt with some of its wonted fire, as his recol- lection flew back to the day when, on General Howe’s depart- ure from Philadelphia, he figured in the tournament as her champion in the character of the Knight of the Blended Roses. But he was awakened from these dreams by an intimation from an officer that the vessel had gained Stony Point, be- yond which it was not advisable to venture. At his request, a boat was soon manned, and after arranging with the com- mander of the Vulture that he should remain until he returned, he quitted the ship. aH | - At the landing-place stood a single figure, which, pointing to a bouse at a short distance, and delivering a signal which André understood, it disappeared. André, in silence, ap- proached the lonely house, when, through the gloom and mist, another figure hastily rushed forward. He paused, and as if to assure himself that the person before him was known to him, he exclaimed, in a subdued voice: “ John—John Anderson.” ’ bor . ‘The words sounded with ominous force upon the ears o° André The voice was strange to him and 80 was the speaker, as near as he could distinguish his dusky outline in the mist, and be knew not what might follow this dangerous recognition. Still he was determined to respond to the challenge, in case the stranger might be sent for scme purpose of warning. He Conmcloooks.conn